As Fulen walked towards the workbench, another staff member moved around what could be called a workbench, or a long, narrow table, pulled out a chair from under the table, and then returned behind the workbench, ready to serve the new guest at any time.
Another staff member glanced at Fulen, then silently lowered his head to do his own work. Fulen couldn't see from a distance, but he was likely doing accounting work or recording some company matters.
Fulen pulled the chair to a comfortable position and sat down. When the two staff members saw the guest seated, they also sat down and said in unison: "Welcome to Gold Hanston District Life Improvement Company, how may we assist you?"
Upon hearing such a modern-sounding response from the staff, Fulen couldn't help but ask "Hello, is your synchronized response trained? Also, are you still open for business? It's already past 8 o'clock."
The two staff members exchanged a smile, and one of them replied: "Oh, you're asking about that. Our boss is a young noble who particularly admires Emperor Rossel. It is said that these training... well, these etiquette trainings were all written by Emperor Rossel. As for our company, we actually operate in two shifts. We came in at 4 PM and will be open until 9 PM. Oh, and that's also what Mr. Rossel, whom our boss holds in high regard, required."
Fulen had a feeling of 'as expected.' This Steam Child is truly amazing, completely copying his modern life experiences, and even writing them into books, which people then eagerly imitate.
This lifestyle, so different from the previous thousands of years, yet so rational, made Fulen feel that this Steam Child was almost meeting the most difficult condition to become a Black Emperor. There are only a dozen years left until Rossel's demise, and Rossel has probably already reached Sequence 2 or even Sequence 1.
As Fulen thought this, he suddenly felt that this Steam Child was not as comical as he seemed in his past life. On the contrary, in this world, Rossel appeared to be a powerful and influential figure who possessed wisdom, strength, and a sense of humor. Thinking this, Fulen almost felt himself melting from jealousy, so he quickly muttered to himself a few times: "The taste of a Demoness is truly something else."
The two staff members saw the guest in front of them deep in thought after speaking with them, and couldn't help but repeatedly wonder if they had said anything wrong. After confirming that they hadn't said anything out of line, the staff member who had spoken first said: "Sir, you're probably not here to ask about this, are you? So, what can we do for you?"
Fulen came back to his senses and realized his contemplation had lasted a bit too long. He quickly said: "My apologies, I was thinking about something. It's like this, I need one or two servants to clean my house and wash my clothes."
The staff member who spoke first said: "I see, sir. Please tell us if you have any other requirements, and we'll get some information for you to look at first." With that, she gestured to her colleague, and the other staff member walked towards the cabinet behind them, preparing to pull out one or two rolls of information for the new guest.
After thinking for a moment, Fulen leaned back fully in his chair and, while pondering, said: "The servants I need are not those who live in the master's house. On the contrary, I don't want them to live in my home. I want servants who come to clean and wash at specific times."
After a pause, Fulen thought for a moment and continued: "I need servants with good character, who won't steal in the master's house. Anyone with a criminal Record is absolutely not allowed. If they cause problems, I will not only have them arrested but also sue your company. Also, I need to tell them which rooms they cannot enter."
The front desk staff member smiled and said: "Sir, please rest assured, our boss would not allow servants of such low quality to register with our company. The general quality of our company's servants is among the best in Gold Hansdon District. What you need are likely temporary workers; they will work at two or three different places in a day. Don't worry, we will convey your requirements to them truthfully."
With that, the other staff member brought two or three scrolls of books to the front desk, then sat down without much ado, pulled out one or two sheets of material, and prepared to fill them out. Then the staff member who had been attending to the guest said: "Sir, our company has many qualified servants. What are your more specific needs?"
Fulen realized that these two staff members, one was specifically for greeting guests, and the other for carrying and Record things. He then said: "I hope my servants are young, honest girls, with no criminal Record, who won't steal or do anything that would ruin their character."
The staff member said: "Sir, I understand your needs. Your requests are not too demanding; many servants meet the criteria. Please take your time to choose. Hmm, it's probably these few."
The staff member roughly pointed to several pages of different servants, then showed Fulen the specific information one by one. What Fulen found novel was that each servant had two photos, a full-body shot and a face shot, and they had never worn makeup. Fulen could easily discern each servant's family background.
Although Fulen realized the benefits of doing this, he still couldn't help but complain inwardly: "As expected of Intis, in some aspects it's even more open than Earth. To find a servant, you even need real photos, and they give a close-up of the face."
However, eyes are the windows to the soul, and Fulen very much approved of this photo method. But the owner of this company is truly extravagant; cameras are exorbitantly expensive now, and many people don't like them. It seems this company is quite high-end in Gold Hansdon District.
Fulen carefully chose among these servants. With the power of choice, Fulen crossed out those who looked particularly poor, because Fulen was truly afraid that servants accustomed to poverty would steal things. Fulen himself was not fully familiar with his own villa, and if a servant stole something, Fulen was afraid he would be kept in the dark.
He crossed out particularly beautiful or ugly maids, because Fulen felt that maids who were too flashy probably wouldn't be very honest, and the maids he needed only had to do some simple work. As for those too ugly to look at, honestly, there were almost none.
And so, Fulen selected three qualified maids.